I’ve come to town to see you all, I ask you how d’ye do? I’ll sing a song, not very long, About my long tail blue. 
Chorus: Oh! for the long tail blue. Oh! for the long tail blue. I’ll sing a song not very long about my long tail blue. 
Some *fellers they have but one coat, But you see I’ve got two; I wears a jacket all the week, And Sunday my long tail blue. 
Jim Crow is courting a white gal, And some folks call her Sue; I guess she back’d a *feller out, And swung my long tail blue. 
As I was gwoin up Market Street, I holler’d arter Sue, The watchman came and took me up, And spilte my long tail blue. 
I took it to a tailor’s shop, To see what he could do; He took a needle and some thread, And mended my long tail blue. 
If you want to win the lady’s hearts, I’ll tell you what to do; Go to a tip-top tailor’s shop, And buy a long tail blue. 
file from: www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Visit http://www.traditionalmusic.co.uk for more songs